[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

Photography club classroom.

Sato Taiki handed over a cup of hot water: "How is it, is it better?"

"Thank you Sato-kun, I'm fine."

Qi Haixue held the teacup in both hands, the temperature of the hot water warmed her cold palms, she said slowly: "I just didn't expect..." She raised her head, wanting to talk about what happened just now, but the moment she saw Sato stopped.

[The rejected person talks about love to the rejected person... Nanami-san doesn't think it's like this, I'm a little...too pitiful, right? 】

There was a faint smile on the corner of Qihai's mouth, and when the words came to his lips, his expression changed completely: "I just didn't expect that Teacher Asano turned out to be the instructor of the photography club. I always thought that our department didn't have an instructor... When I was called to the office, I was still confused, thinking that I was caught distracted in class and would be educated..."

"Qami...?" Sato looked worriedly at Nanami Xue like this, obviously she was about to collapse on the spot just now, but now she still didn't shed a single tear.Sitting as usual, almost flawless except for trembling hands.

"You don't have to be like this..." Pretending to be strong in front of me.

Qi Hai pretended not to understand and raised her head, continuing to talk about endless topics: "Speaking of which, I was caught by Mr. Asano during my summer tuition. I was really afraid of him and looked cold..."

Uncontrollably, I remembered that day again: I was punished to stand with him, I passed a note for the first time, I was punished for running laps for the first time, I left early without reason for the first time...

【Her matter has nothing to do with me. 】

That voice pierced Qihai defenselessly like a sharp sword, and it was so cold that his heart shivered.

Qi Haixue couldn't say any more, she turned her head and looked out the window: "...Sorry."

·

"Please ask for leave, Qihai." Looking at the pale and thin back of the other party, Sato suddenly said, "You are not feeling well, right? I will help you ask Asano-sensei for leave."

There's no need to hold on like this for another afternoon, there's no need to hold back tears, there's no need to force a smile, there's really no need... A you like this will only make people feel more distressed.

Since I don't want people to see you as vulnerable...then...

He got up and patted the girl's trembling shoulder, and said softly, "Go home, Qihai."

"...Thank you, Sato-kun."

……

Maybe it's time to give up completely and stop being sentimental.

The self who is constantly pestering me may be just a clown in the eyes of the other party... Maybe... He has been thinking of me as trouble.

It's already obvious enough, repeatedly refusing, repeatedly ignoring, repeatedly avoiding, and even running over to confess with self-respect... It's really... too ridiculous.

Also...too pitiful...

Unscrewing the natural gas stove, the flames burst into flames, stir frying with both hands, Qi Haixue was cooking dinner with a blank expression.

The aroma permeated the kitchen, and when I tasted it with a spoon, I found it was very salty, so salty that my mouth felt bitter.Just like this room, everything seems to be normal, but everything inside has changed.

Put the dishes on the dining table, no one will say that they are delicious.There is no need to prepare a large amount of trauma medicine in the medical box in the Japanese room.I chased and played in the corridors and entrances, and the tatami mats were thrown down, and I no longer heard his laugh.The light in front of the desk in the bedroom no longer illuminates his side face explaining physics.

Today's Seven Seas Residence is extraordinarily empty and quiet.

It's all over.

Qi Haixue slumped to her seat, there was someone he would never come again, never come again...

It was getting dark and there were no lights on.

Qi Haixue asked for three days off.

……

The next afternoon, the roar of the locomotive suddenly broke the calm of the campus.

Hearing this sound, Mitsui sat in the classroom with a smirk: "Here it is, Tetsuo...still so arrogant."

At [-]:[-] p.m., Hisashi Mitsui and Tetsuo met up and headed for the Xiangbei Basketball Stadium.

"Hey, you guys. There is only a basketball court over there, what do you want to do?" Mito Yohei called out to stop the group.

"Of course we know it's a basketball hall." Mitsui turned around and replied with a smile, his eyes were cold. "We're going there—playing basketball for a while."

Yes, play basketball.Mitsui secretly thought about it, and the joy of being relieved rose in his heart.

Beat the basketball club—then don't think about it, don't look at it, and never hear it again, that damned haunting clack.

Just like that... completely degenerate, no longer holding that ridiculous and vague extravagant hope, no longer struggling back and forth and entangled again and again, so... no more pain.

The light green door of the basketball hall is open: "Xiangbei——!"

The slogan when the team members assembled is so familiar, and the golden lights from the ceiling make everything shine...

Mitsui's footsteps paused, and Tetsuo turned to look at him.

"Mitsui?"

[I have imagined countless times that if one day, I can return to the basketball court. 】

Mitsui smiled self-deprecatingly: "No, nothing."

【—I didn’t expect it to be in this way. 】

Bending down to pick up the basketball that rolled to the sidelines, Mitsui Hisashi's eyes darkened, and he stepped heavily on the floor of the basketball court.

"Let's have fun too, Miyagi." He raised his eyebrows naughtily.

·

He held the basketball lightly in his right hand, the familiar texture was as hot as a soldering iron, and the already unfamiliar feel.

Mitsui looked at the silent Tetsuo beside him.

Let's get started, there is no need to hesitate any longer.

Taking a long drag on the cigarette, Tetsuo flicked his fingertips, and the ash fell on the clean floor.

Yingmu Huadao immediately roared angrily: "Hey! Don't dirty the hard-cleaned floor!"

"Sakuragi?" Tetsuo looked over with a hint of interest.Is that him?Sure enough, red hair.

Sakuragi glared: "What do you want!? Bastard!"

"Don't do ikebana like this!" Miyagi stopped the impulsive Sakuragi and walked in front of everyone.He looked at Mitsui seriously: "We are training, and other team members are also there, Senior Mitsui... Please..."

"Other players?" Tokuo spread his hands in a funny way, "You mean it doesn't matter if you hit you, as long as we don't touch the basketball team... right, Miyagi?"

"Ha, do you want to be a hero?" De Nan stepped forward, "It's so old-fashioned."

"No, please let me go." It was the first time for Miyagi Yoshida to bow his head in front of the provocation, and he, who never begged for mercy, turned his face in embarrassment, "I can no longer be hospitalized."

"I beg you, please raise your hand high, Senior Mitsui." He bowed slightly and said desperately, "This place... is very important to us."

Is this important to you?ha……

Burning hatred rose from the deepest darkness, Mitsui Hisashi frowned viciously.

What a joke.Do you think it's okay to beg for mercy like this?

"Are you an idiot?" Mitsui handed the basketball in his hand to Tetsuo, don't you understand?The guy who can't figure out the situation...

The cigarette butt scalding on the basketball in his hand made a sizzling sound, and there was the smell of burning rubber.

Mitsui felt vicious pleasure in his heart: "I am going to destroy the basketball team today."

That's right, destroy them all!As long as there is a fight, the team will be suspended and the basketball club will be disbanded... and until I graduate from Xiangbei, until I stay away from here... I will never see you again, and I will never worry about you again.

"I'm going to smash this place to pieces!"

Destroy everything...everything!

·

——The sound of a basketball flying through the air.

Mitsui was in a daze for a moment when the ball hit him head-on. He wanted to reach out to catch it, but in the end he avoided it subconsciously.

This is not a pass, this is... a signal to attack!

De Nan, who couldn't dodge in time, was knocked to the ground by this quick smash.

Mitsui looked over bitterly.Was it aimed at my face from such a distance, so fast?

"Hmph." Rukawa Feng flicked his wrist, "Missed."

·

"Hehehe... Your teammates seem to be more angry than you... Miyagi?" Mitsui sneered and let go of the basketball in his hand, kicking the ball towards Miyagi's stomach.

Seeing Miyagi holding his belly and bending over to cough, Mitsui smiled and pointed at Rukawa, "Hey, Aaron. That kid is yours."

Aaron looked at Rukawa contemptuously, and hooked his fingers provocatively.

"This has nothing to do with other team members! Stop!" Miyagi shouted to stop, but Tokuo grabbed his hair.

"It's really long-winded, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson!" Tokuo pulled Miyagi's curly hair and pulled his head up.

Mitsui Hisashi smiled charmingly, and hit Miyagi in the face with a head hammer.

"Ugh! Ugh..." Miyagi lowered his head and covered his nose, blood flowed from his fingers, winding down his arms.

Grinning, Mitsui punched Miyagi hard in the face again.

Let you taste it too, the taste of being knocked out of teeth!

"Hey! You bastard!" Sakuragi shouted angrily and rushed over.

"Don't do it! Flower arrangement!!" Miyagi shouted hastily.

Sakuragi's footsteps abruptly stopped in place.

"Hehehehe..." Mitsui smiled smugly, "Well said, Miyagi." He looked around, "You don't want the team to be suspended because of yourself, do you?"

Miyagi clenched her teeth, the bitter taste of blood filled her mouth.

"If the basketball team members fight in the gymnasium, once the school finds out...not only will they be banned from participating, but the team may even be disbanded..."

Looking at the players around him who were frozen in place, the malice in Mitsui's heart continued to boil, he pretended to rub his fists: "I can't beat you, Miyagi. Are your teeth still hard... Oh, it's making my teeth stick. My hands hurt a little."

Tetsuo has been watching silently, and finally he can't stand it any longer.He came over with a mop: "Mitsui."

Don't dawdle anymore, that kind of childish provocation...it's not straightforward.

"Wrong, you held it upside down." Watching Mitsui subconsciously turn one end of the stick upwards, Tetsuo corrected, "Use this."

The metal head of the mop shone coldly under the light.

Mitsui looked at Tetsuo with some surprise.

Tetsuo looked back calmly - let me see your determination, Mitsui.

"Oh...so that's the case." Mitsui clenched the murder weapon in his hand, "I understand."

Just let you see my determination!

He swung the mop high, but was caught in the air with one hand—"Stop!"

Rukawa pulled away Tokuo's grip on Miyagi's hand, and Sakuragi snatched the mop from his hands: "Don't bully me too much!"

"What are you doing..." Mitsui frowned, "Do you want to resist? Make things big, aren't you afraid that the basketball team will disband?"

"Shut up! That's nothing, I have my own way..." Sakuragi broke the handle of the mop fiercely, "—Cheat the truth!"

Rukawa: "—Destroy corpses and wipe out traces."

"Hahaha, hahahaha..." Those two men looked at each other with hatred, which made Mitsui even more angry, and he laughed, "It seems that you are going all out! Today is the end of the basketball team!"

A ball was suddenly handed to Mitsui, Rukawa Kaede stood at the other end of the free throw line and looked at Mitsui.

The marks of cigarette burns on the basketball were black and eye-catching.

"Wipe clean." Rukawa said coldly.

wipe it clean?It has already been branded with black marks, how can it be wiped clean again?

It's just...it can't be wiped clean.

The person passing the ball from the other end of the free throw line is no longer a former teammate.The eyes staring at me were no longer expecting and trusting, but full of contempt and hatred.

What are you still hesitating about?Mitsui snickered sarcastically.My body covered in mud and stained black...Are you still looking forward to something?

Fall here, with all this...

He moved his mouth and spit on the ball.

"I'm going to kill you—!!" Sakuragi rushed over furiously.

Mitsui Shou showed a lazy smile: Very good.That's it... Be angry, let's fight! ...and then, it's over.

"Stop, Sakuragi!" Yasuda Yasuharu hugged Sakuragi tightly from behind.

"What are you doing, Yasuda! Let go! Let go!!"

Stopped by Haruko's call, Sakuragi stepped back and stood aside.

Yasuharu Yasuda walked in front of Mitsui, looked at the group of tall, burly guys with fierce faces, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help swallowing.

Mitsui Shou looked at the weak guy in front of him differently: "What do you want to do?"

"Please... please, go back... please!" An Tian stumbled, looking straight into Mitsui's eyes, "The game is coming soon, this year the team has joined a lot of excellent rookies, Liang Tian has also returned to the team .Maybe we really have hope to enter the country..."

The overhead light of the basketball hall shone on Yasuda, and the boy's eyes were full of expectation: "The national competition...if you are banned from participating now..." All hopes will be destroyed, Captain Akagi's last chance...to dominate the country dream.

Facing Mitsui, he bowed deeply: "Please, please go back! Please!"

Ahh... the national competition...?

"You guy, don't you see that you are quite courageous." Mitsui stared at the trembling guy in front of him but refused to take a step back, and suddenly smiled softly.

Mitsui... Tetsuo looked at Mitsui's profile, but didn't make a sound.

What a dream of entering the country... what a national competition! !

He was mad with jealousy, mad with resentment!

The fist hit him heavily with strangeness all over his body, Yasuda was beaten to the ground on his back!

"——It's just a fool!" He grinned grinningly, seeing the man moaning and groaning loudly in pain, feeling relieved for a while.

·

The basketball slammed at him again, and the strong wind blew his long hair. Mitsui had no time to dodge, and blocked the ball with his palm.

The palm was sticky and sticky, which was the trace of his vomiting just now.

With a shuddering heart palpitation, he looked up.

Rukawa Feng looked down at Mitsui from above, his eyes were full of cold anger: "I can't spare you!"

I'm going to be beaten...!